i left my home for it was the only chance i had to survive. i sought peace, hope and a dignified life. on my arrival i was crammed into a train and brought to a camp, where i’m fed with the scraps from your tables. isolated from the outside world in a decaying stuffy building, on the outskirts of this town. left to rot in this place without the chance to assimilate. and i can’t return to my home, ‘cause it’s a home of broken glass. unwritten future, erasing the past. trying to forget what i’ve seen. it wasn’t easy to leave my family and my friends behind.
